I Hate Living I Wish I Had Her With Me

killing myself dying disintegrating exploding deathing pleasd deomefnennplease

every year i get a little sadder about them

[after saying something completely normal] be honest do you think i should ever speak again

im cold

“When I accept myself I am free from the burden of needing you to accept me.”

— Steve Maraboli

me

just sittin' and thinkin'

how someone that you once thought of so highly and liked so much can become someone you lose all respect for is something that will never not make me sick

"let people be wrong about you" is such good advice that i am unfortunately physically incapable of following. if i am incorrectly perceived by anyone i will simply start ripping things with my teeth

they should invent a job that doesn't affect your schedule or energy level that you don't have to go to if you don't want but you still get paid

ME

having a tumblr blog is like being the curator of my own personal museum of mental breakdowns and special interests